The sun rose from the horizon, telling all in its light to rise. Rihoko woke and found a man sitting on the couch, dressed in a trench coat with the hood down. She looked at him with a confused look and smiled, walking over to him. He looked up at the little girl and smiled back, being as friendly as possible.

"Hi, I'm Rihoko. Who are you and why are you up here?" Rihoko asked, her voice serious and playful at the same time.

"I'm Salcito, your mom had a little too much to drink last night, so I helped her up. She let me stay the night, but she didn't tell me she had such a cute daughter," he said, a smile on his face.

"She did, did she? I told her not to drink too much, but she just doesn't listen," the little girl said, surprising the man. He wasn't ready for her to talk about her mother drink and not a stranger in the room. He just shrugged it away.

"Do you want some breakfast?" Rihoko asked.

"Sure, that would be lovely."

"Great, you can take your coat off and put it on the hanger over by the door. Sit at the table when you're done and I'll have breakfast ready in a jiffy," Rihoko said, turning and running to the kitchen.

Salcito chuckled to himself. He got up and headed to the table, not taking the coat off. She might be cute, but this coat stays on. He thought, looking at the chair. It wasn't as strong as the ones downstairs, and he didn't want to explain how he broke a chair. He just stood and waited by the table.

Rihoko walked in carrying a plate of pancakes and bacon. She set it on the table and pulled out a chair for the man.

"Here you go, now sit and eat up before my mom comes and eats it all," Rihoko waiting for the man to sit.

"I think it would be better if I ate at the couch, I'm afraid I might break one of your chairs," Salcito said, being polite to the little girl.

"Oh, and you haven't taken off your coat. You are a strange person," Rihoko said.

"Ha, ha, ha. I've been called many things, but strange is not one of them. I prefer the coat on, because I'm still wearing my work suit. I also weigh more than I look, so most chairs are not strong enough to hold me. I'm surprised your couch had survived the night," he said.

"Oh, okay. Enjoy your meal," Rihoko said, handing him the plate and going back into the kitchen. Salcito just shook his head and sat back on the couch. He proceeded to eat his meal and allowed his mind to wonder.

As the next meal was being made, Masane was waking up from her hangover induced sleep. She was groggy and had a massive headache. She looked up and smelled the food being cooked, causing her to try and get out of bed. She only got as far as her falling out.

Masane's face made a new friend with the floor and made a loud crash. Both Rihoko and Salcito looked at the fallen Masane. Rihoko ran over to see if she was okay and Salcito stood up and took a few step towards them.

"Mommy, mommy, are you okay?" Rihoko asked, trying to help her mom up.

"Ya, I'm fine. Just a little tired from last night," Masane said. She pulled herself up and out of bed.

"Well, you can expect that from the amount of alcohol you consumed last night," Salcito said.

"Oh, ya. Well what about you? I saw you had three times what I had," Masane said, a hint of anger in her voice.

"I can hold my liquor better than anyone else. You can't speak though, considering I was the one who helped you up last night," Salcito said, causing Masane to blush a little. "And thank you for allowing me to spend the night here, it was actually quite pleasant."

"Um, you're welcome. I was just being nice," Masane said.

"And thank you little Rihoko for the splendid breakfast. Now I must really be going. I have an appointment with the directors of Douji Industries about finding the person," the man said, walking to the door.

"Wait, you're going to Douji? I work there, maybe I could help you," Masane said, perking up a little.

"Sure, I don't have to be down there until noon. I'll wait for you down stairs," Salcito said, nodding to the two of them and leaving the apartment.

Around a half-hour of waiting, Masane walked down. She had eaten and cleaned up, ready to start her day. No one was down stairs and it was dark,

"Mariko must be sleeping in," Masane said, seeing the dark room.

"Maybe, you ready?"

"Yep, so how are we getting there?" Masane asked.

"I have a vehicle. I'll go get it, just wait outside," Salcito said, heading outside.

Masane went out and waited for him, she didn't have to wait long. A loud noise from around corner was heard and a car came around. The vehicle wasn't high, but it looked fast. The door opened to reveal an empty seat, with Salcito on the left side.

"You getting in or what?" he said. Masane got in it and found it to be quiet on the inside.

"What is this?" Masane asked. She looked at the inside and saw the large amounts of electronics.

"This is a Bugatti Veyron, the fastest street legal vehicle in the world. It is also the smartest car, featuring everything anyone could use. It has a mid-engine 8.0 liter quad-turbocharged W16 engine. This think can go from zero to 60 in 2.4 seconds and keeps accelerating to a top speed of 267.5 MPH. What do you think?" Salcito asked, earning nothing from Masane but a blank stare. Salcito just laughed to himself. "I promise I won't go too fast. I have to be a little nice to the authorities."

And off they went, starting off in third gear and fifty miles-an-hour. Masane's eyes got to meet the back of her skulls, and Salcito got an ear full of Masane's yelling.

Authors note: hey, i just have a few things to say. first: i do not own Witchblade or Halo. this pertains to all chapters. second: i will be gone for a while, so do not expect updates. third: please write reviews.